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OOC: guess who got their finished mermaid character?? gonna rehaul my carrd to add Sirena, who is my One Piece OC that is related to my Amalthea.. c: Soon to come!

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"Aw, but it looks neat." Ezra still has the snail device in hand, utterly fascinated by the strange technology somehow melded with organic material. He does return it to its little stand though, tapping gauntlet-clad fingers on the counter before turning back to Suma. He could feel her nervousness prickle the back of his neck but he didnt know why this place made her so anxious. "I mean, no harm in askin' around?" He suggests, tugging on the goggles looped around his neck, "Or I could fly 'round and see what's in the area."

ㅤ⠀❝Whatever it is, put it back.❞

ㅤ⠀A sigh escaped Suma as her gaze drifted across the Archipelago. Sabaody made her nervous; she could remember the stories she heard from her siblings of when their parents had brought them here, years ago. She returned her attention to the 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳.

ㅤ⠀❝I still need to find someplace with parchment, and ink, and new quills-❞

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( cont from here. - for @eritvita )

One way to earn coin anywhere and everywhere is to know how to entertain. Whether that be through feats of whimsy and fancy, or singing ballads and baudy drunken tales. This particular day had found the wayward fey strumming guitar for the masses, occasionally lifting his voice to crow lyrics in bright and merry tunes memorized from the many taverns across the Sword Coast. As the evening dipped to darker night and his performance waned, he tipped out of his chair to converse freely.

"Thank ya," airy voice rasping from strain, the sky blue guitar he toted was painted delicately with insects and greenery. "A drink is exactly what I need, might never run outta breath but heck if I aint parched for all that singin'." An easy smile on his youthful face, hooking the strap of his instrument over a shoulder to rest it across his back.

"What's yer name, friend? Know these parts at all?" Ezra goes on, and being so near to Roland, he'd feel the ticklish breeze that often accompanied the fey inside or out.

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( cont from here. - for @intothewildsea )

What changed?

Lazarus isnt sure why he had said such a thing in the first place, but dwelling on the lady's company made him think she reminded him of someone. The softest trace of memory and grief that loosened his tongue to wonder aloud, regardless if his words had seemed too telling. Too personal. The old shade fidgeted, one hand twisting the watch cinched around his opposite wrist.

"I do not believe anything has changed," he admits in melancholy monotone, "I am still floating on, through time and space." A shift of his black cape against a shoulder, the dark fabric brushed aside absently. "Pardon, it was not my place to bring forth such sorrowful thoughts unto a stranger." Lazarus dips forward in a shallow bow for Niamh, a gesture of respectful apology.

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🐝  *  ―  𝑵𝑶𝑵-𝑽𝑬𝑹𝑩𝑨𝑳 𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑺𝑻 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺. (  some triggering content ahead. add " + " to reverse the action.  )

[ wipe ] sender wipes away receiver's tears [ hurt ] sender hurts receiver with words [ lonely ] sender finds receiver alone in a dark room [ wounded ] sender patches up receiver's wounds [ crying ] sender finds receiver crying [ help ] sender runs to receiver when they scream for help [ nightmare ] sender wakes receiver up from a nightmare [ dying breath ] sender talks to receiver before dying [ hold on ] sender pulls receiver into their arms [ anger ] sender takes their anger out on receiver [ argue ] sender gets into a heated argument with receiver [ scared ] sender scares receiver [ sick ] sender cares for receiver while they are sick [ palm ] sender places a hand on receiver to stop them from doing something [ fight ] sender gets into a physical fight with receiver [ comfort ] sender tries to comfort receiver [ blood ] sender notices that receiver is bleeding [ collapse ] sender collapses into receiver's arms [ pressure ] sender puts pressure on receiver's wound [ slap ] sender slaps receiver in the face [ panic ] sender helps receiver through a panic attack [ lie ] sender catches receiver in a lie [ sobs ] sender sobs uncontrollably while receiver holds them [ hiding ] sender finds out that receiver has hidden an injury from them [ death ] sender just died, receiver finds out [ chin up ] sender lifts receiver's chin to stop them from hiding their tears [ fears ] sender talks to receiver about their fears [ scream ] sender screams at receiver [ coping ] sender teaches receiver some coping mechanisms [ loss ] sender is there for receiver after they've lost someone important to them [ needs ] sender asks receiver what they need [ bullet ] sender takes a bullet for receiver [ bruises ] sender finds bruises of unknown origin on receiver [ rainfall ] sender finds receiver out alone in the rain [ hospital ] sender wakes up in a hospital bed and finds receiver sitting by their bedside [ intrude ] sender walks in on receiver treating their wounds [ calming ] sender tries to calm down receiver [ inspection ] sender holds receiver's face while inspecting an injury they got [ rescue ] sender carries receiver to safety [ clean ] sender cleans blood off of receiver's body

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“Nah, it’s not that bad. I’ve had worse.” / Mihawk to Lazarus

( from hurt/comfort prompts. | for @seaoftales' Mihawk )

"That may be true, but it would be poor manners to not offer you aide." Lazarus' response is a somber monotone, though he makes no immediate gesture that implies he would invade the other man's personal space quite yet. This world he found himself in, with its vast seas and scattered islands, turned out to be as rife with strange beasts as Luxendarc had been. Ocean dwelling monsters just as ready to ambush the unwary, which he had admittedly fallen prey to in a moment of distraction.

Having a stranger put themselves in harm's way, to deftly cut down the monster when he had hesitated, had been equally unexpected. Nobody had ever tried to defend him before. He had always been strong and quick enough to hold his own but then, this was not Luxendarc. Things were different here. "Allow me, please." Motioning to the trickle of blood down the other's shoulder, where he had been pierced by sharpened quills from the sea beast. It had been a very odd mix of animals.

Lazarus is calm and attentive, sanguine red eyes taking in the swordsman's likeness. He could not help but see a strange sort of resemblance between them both; though he would not comment upon it. "Your skills are impressive, and I am grateful for your help too." He says after a pause, glancing briefly to the great two-handed blade that Mihawk wielded.

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HURT / COMFORT : STARTERS

a collection of quotes, phrases, and sayings for when your muse needs a little TLC. change & alter as needed.

THE HURT:

“Nah, it’s not that bad. I’ve had worse.”

“I don’t think I can walk that far… or at all.”

“I’m fine. I don’t need your help.”

“Will you stay with me? Just until I fall asleep?”

“I’m sorry, I’m just—I’m just really tired.”

“I don’t need a break. I’m okay.”

“It was my fault. It was all my fault.”

“I think I need help.”

“So, I don’t think I’m dying, or anything, and it’s probably not that serious, but… I’m kinda bleeding. A lot.”

“Is the room spinning right now, or is that just me?”

“No, I’m okay, I just… I hit my head. Really hard. I’ll be okay, just give me a second.”

“I’m not sick! I’m fine!”

“No, I don’t think any of my bones are broken, or anything like that. Just bad bruises.”

“Yeah, but you should see the other guy.”

“I’m fine. This just happens sometimes. It’s normal for me.”

“I’ve got a headache.”

“Seriously, though, I’m fine! Stop making such a big deal out of it!”

“I’ve been taking care of myself for a long time. I don’t need your help, and I definitely don’t need your pity. Fuck off.”

“Please tell me I don’t look as bad as I feel.”

“I think I’m running a fever.”

“So, what’s the prognosis, Doc? Am I gonna live?”

“Stop fussing over me! I’m not a baby!”

“Can I stay with you tonight? I just… really don’t want to be alone right now.”

“No, I-I’m okay. It was just a nightmare. Go back to sleep.”

“I… can’t actually remember the last time I had something to eat.”

“You shouldn’t be here. You’ll get sick, too.”

THE COMFORT:

“Honey, have you been crying? What is it? What’s wrong?”

“I think you’d better take a break.”

“It’s not your fault, sweetheart. You did everything you could.”

“You don’t have to go through this alone. I’m right here for you if you’ll just let me in.”

“There’s nothing wrong with you. There is absolutely nothing wrong with you. Don’t ever let yourself believe that there is.”

“You really don’t realize just how many people love you, do you?”

“If you’re not going to take care of yourself, at least let me do it for you!”

“I’m sorry. I know it hurts.”

“You’re not alone, baby. You never have been.”

“Let’s get you some food.”

“You’re dead on your feet, poor thing. Come on, you need some sleep.”

“Stay where you are. I’m coming to get you.”

“Tell me where it hurts.”

“How many times have I told you to be more careful?!”

“It’s okay. It’s okay. I’m right here, okay? I’m not gonna leave you. I’m never gonna leave you.”

“Oh, honey, you’re safe now. I promise. I’m not going to let anything happen to you.”

“Go ahead and take a shower. I’ll fix you something to eat.”

“What happened to you, baby?”

“I’ll kill that bastard. I’ll kill him for what he did to you.”

“You look like shit, man.”

“Whoa, whoa, take it easy! You got pretty banged up back there, and you don’t want to go making yourself worse.”

“I’m not trying to baby you. It’s called taking care of my friends.”

“Sweetheart, you’re burning up! Why didn’t you say anything? Why didn’t you tell anyone you were sick?”

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OOC: just a lil reminder that this blog is very low / sporadic activity but i adore my ocs and i will be posting some stuff this weekend about them. and probably a permanent starter call as well. my main blog is aamaranthiine <3

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Pretentious & Poetic Sentences, Vol. 6

(Pretentious sentences from various sources for muses that like to speak in grandiose sentences. Adjust phrasing where needed)

"Fear stops when you kill the thing you're afraid of... Or it kills you."

"You know what's worse than a sanctimonious speech? A sanctimonious speech that's dead wrong."

"You only have to knock over one domino but, if it's the right domino, the rest will fall."

"Murder does more damage to the living than it does the dead."

"Are you going to bark all day, or are you going to bite?"

"Beauty often seduces us on the road to truth."

"What's the kingmaker to do when the king no longer follower orders?"

"There's no such thing as a saint without a past."

"Truth begins in lies."

"God's mistakes are well documented."

"There are times when a well-placed pawn is more powerful than a king."

"Since you comprehend what you call goodness, doesn't that make you good?"

"Murder is, or should be, an art."

"The danger with facing your demons is that sometimes your demons win."

"Nobody's tomorrows are guaranteed."

"You can fish all you want. Smart fish don't bite."

"If you kick a dog long enough, he's going to bite."

"Good and evil, right and wrong, were invented for the original, average man."

"Fortune has smiled upon you and you spit in its face."

"It's up to you to make your own history."

"Your fall from grace has been the fall of a century."

"A shark can smell blood a mile off when he's hungry."

"When two hunters go after the same prey, they usually end up shooting each other in the back."

"Those that are good must suffer the same as those that are bad."

"They say that dogs can smell fear. Did you know that some humans can as well?"

"The power to kill can be just as satisfying as the power to create."

"Miracles, by their definition, are meaningless."

"Once you make a deal with the Devil, you belong to him."

"God kills indiscriminately, and so shall we."

"Mistakes are the building blocks of wisdom."

"We're all puppets. I'm just the puppet who can see the strings."

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sundial.

dialogue prompts from sundial by catriona ward.

what have you been reading?

trust us to be in the unlucky percent.

i hate you. god hates you.

you go out again, you stay out.

thank you for meeting me here. i didn't want to make gossip.

i know who i am. just like i know that people don't like me.

will you pray with me?

you don't get to ask me questions like that anymore.

if you get scared, you call me.

you don't know what it cost me to get here.

what do you want for breakfast, early bird?

i'm sorry. i miss you. i love you.

you don't want me to have any friends.

how can you be so cruel?

i really don't like your jokes sometimes.

the past always has its hands around your neck, doesn't it?

you're such a pain, but i miss you when you're not around.

it doesn't always feel good to be right.

i won't let anything get you.

i want you to be able to tell me anything.

i feel like there are ants in my blood.

are you going to listen, or argue?

this all must be very weird for you.

no more going outside alone.

you can only do three things with danger: run away from it, fight it, or make friends with it.

when i'm worried, everything around me turns to boiling smoke.

i'm the bad one. the interesting one.

we're each other's heart, outside our bodies.

you're angry, so be angry. let it out.

i wanted to leave my old self behind.

if someone hurt you, i'd kill them.

i can feel your eyes on the back of my neck.

i don't know what to do with myself when i'm alone.

i don't care if you're sorry.

closed doors lead to closed minds.

it might be fun to have a daughter.

you're using all the right words, but not in the right order.

i'm trying to tell it honestly. i'm trying to give you the truth.

you've gone too far to go back.

you don't have to hear it if you don't want to.

there are some things that are too big to tell.

the truth doesn't always set you free.

will you sit with me?

trust me, you don't want to live like this.

always trying to be the hero.

you really are the weirdest kid.

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He hadnt really meant to say it outloud. Really. Since arriving on this strange world with its vast seas and many islands, he'd been struggling to keep his intrusive thoughts to himself. The fey felt raw, rubbed down to the marrow of his bones, painfully aware of the people around him. No longer did he have the cushioned safety of his family's connection, their combined strength buffering him against the world.

Ezra hadnt realized just how priveleged and protected he had been until it was no longer present.

So when he'd dawdled up to Kidd, originally to just loiter and maybe admire the pirate's immense prosthetic arm, he hadnt intended on saying something so probing. Too late now to take it back though. The balmy weather and the rush of the wind, tasting of the sea, is offset by the crawling bile of Kidd's bubbling temper. His psionic senses crackling underneath his skin; did everyone here project so strongly?

Ezra flusters at the reprimand, cheeks tinted lavender from the rush of blood to his face and ears. "No, you're right," he amends with palms raised in supplication, gauntlets glinting in the gray daylight of promised storms ahead. "I dont really know anythin' about anythin' here, honestly." The tinker's drawling accent curls around his words, "didnt mean ta assume, sometimes I just get these vibes from people and the words fall out."

He doesnt flinch underneath the Captain's hard glare, or the finger pointed at his chest. "I really like yer metal arm, on another note. What inspired its design?" Hoping to divert the subject to something more innocent.

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ㅤ⠀“Someone, somewhere has failed you miserably. You were supposed to be loved, protected and cared for but you never were.“ for Robin or Kid, depending on your vibe. From Ezra, a petite fairy boy. [ from x ]

ㅤ⠀Hand settles over the railing, fingers curling around the wood as blunt nails dig into varnished oak. Eustass could feel the tension settling within his shoulders, creeping up his neck. It'd cause a migraine later, no doubt- but thar was the least of his worries at the moment. The Victoria cut through the waves with ease, sails full above his head. A strong wind from the south aided in their voyage, bringing with it balmy warmth and the lingering threat of storms to form as they sailed into warmer waters. Golden gaze lingered on the distant horizon where the dark sky met with equally dark waters, making it seem as if the Heavens and ocean became one.

ㅤ⠀❝Yeah, yeah.❞ Came the mutter as the lad spoke. His eyes rolled in vague annoyance, trying to ignore the incessant prodding and probing that came from the unintentional tag-along that had joined them at the last port. ❝Ye dunnae jack shite about my past, don't act like ye do.❞ Kidd all but growled as he spoke, turning to stare down at the fae. Metal ground as his arm shifted, prosthetic finger setting in the center of Ezra's chest.

ㅤ⠀❝Ye've only heard o’ the rumors regarding myself an’ my crew. Stop actin’ as if ye know me.❞

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Muse Tidbits: Ezra

Ezra was originally a DnD OC for a long-term campaign I was apart of, which unfortunately fell apart due to scheduling conflicts but hey, that happens. He's the son of another DnD character I played, whose father was another player's OC. Here are just some little snippets of information about him.

Ezra falls into a sort of chaotic good alignment; he genuinely wants to help people but is not against breaking rules to accomplish objectives. He's got no qualms about squabbling and fighting to get his way.

Being a psionic empath means he is incredibly perceptive of others; their emotions, their surface thoughts if he's close enough to touch them even. However he avoids invading minds unless forced to do so.

He generally avoids direct skin-to-skin contact with strangers and new friends, because physical contact is a two-way line for them to feel his emotions in turn.

Once he is comfortable with someone, Ez can be very tactile and doting. He shows his fondness and affection a lot through touch and proximity.

He inherited his psionics from his mother, and was apart of a sort of hivemind with his entire family. The connection was very important to the unit, as it allowed them to communicate fluidly and even find each other if they ever got separated. However, being cut off from them through the multiverse has severed Ez's mental tether. This has left him with severe migraines, a higher sensitivity to others and a sense of loss he cannot cope with well.

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"Hold a moment, would you?" Reader is stalled by the appearance of a tall, black haired gentleman with striking sanguine eyes and a noble bearing. His voice is cordial, if monotone, and beneath the dark cloak he wore fine clothes. Underneath one of his arms appears to be a sketchbook, a little battered from use judging by the curled edges. "Pardon, but I would like to ask your permission to sketch you? It wont take more than a quarter hour or so." Lazarus watches the other intently, curiously, for there were so many different people and places to see in this strange world. He felt quite inspired to take up his craft as an artist.

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The hustle of a milling crowd can be easy to get lost in, from the cacophony of voices mingling and the wind rustling flags and banners hanging off store fronts and market stalls. People brush and bump together, and it would be that Reader ends up having someone walk into them. Ezra grunts as he collides with them, fumbling to keep hold of his purchases with one hand, whilst the other juts out to steady whoever he'd stumbled into. "Woah, sorry, sorry, you okay?" He's a rather petite fellow but most peculiar is the fact his skin is a fair shade of pale blue, and aside from his travelers wear, both of his arms are wrapped in gleaming segmented steel gauntlets. "S'bit crazy during the midday rush, aint it?" His airy voice drawls with a distinct accent.

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A HOME FOR THE HEART

ASSORTED QUOTES PULLED FROM TUMBLR POSTS, PINTEREST POSTS, AND SONGS.

CHANGE gendered words and in-universe phrases as needed.

SPECIFY muse for multimuses.

“   Half of seeming clever is learning when to keep your mouth shut. ”

“   I don’t understand … what exactly are you doing? ”

“   Fun isn’t something I’m particularly familiar with. ”

“   I will be gentle with your heart — I promise. ”

“   You are the finest, loveliest, tenderest, and most beautiful person I have ever known. ”

“   If we beat ourselves up after a mistake, we add shame onto the guilt and frustration that we already feel about our mistake. ”

“   Your pain is safe with me and I will stay with you longer than your sorrows if you let me. ”

“   I am broken, and full of contradictions. ”

“   We cannot afford avoiding the fight for growth and understanding, even when that fight is as painful as it’s bound to be. ”

“   At the moment, I am quite busy tearing down who I once was. ”

“   You have to challenge yourself, and keep learning new things. ”

“   I implore you — it’s time to come back from the dark. ”

“   You’re dangerous, but you lack ambition. ”

“   I became good at pretending. I became so good that after a while the lines blurred between my truth and fiction. I even fooled myself. ”

“   You will miss so much by being guarded. ”

“   What is destructive is impatience, haste, expecting too much too fast. ”

“   I know what it feels like to lose someone you love. ”

“   By all means break the rules, and break them beautifully and deliberately and well. ”

“   We can't do whatever we want. There are ways we have to act. There are things we have to say. But we can think whatever we want. ”

“   I think I love nearly everyone I have ever met. ”

“   It is the destiny of stars to collapse. ”

“   I belong to you. ”

“   What I was before wasn’t good for me. ”

“   Leave me to my own absurdity. ”

“   I have such trust in you, my heart. My dear, dear heart. ”

“   I’m restless and harsh and despairing. ”

“   You can be better than this. ”

“   I am not arrogant; I simply know my place. It’s quite far above yours. ”

“   Should I regret what I became, or should I regret what I didn’t become? ”

“   You are too nostalgic; you want memory to secure you, console you. ”

“   I am afraid to experience what I don’t understand — I always want the guarantee of at least thinking that I understand. ”

“   My heart is too good to be silent. ”

“   The quiet of the night is astonishingly beautiful. ”

“   When a person tells you that you hurt them, you don’t get to decide that you didn’t. ”

“   I knew who I was this morning, but I’ve changed a few times since then. ”

“   It’s frightening that there’s no guarantee you’ll be loved. ”

“   I think too deeply about everything. I still don’t know if that allows me to see more of the world, or less of it. ”

“   The truth is messy. It's raw and uncomfortable. You can't blame people for preferring lies. ”

“   See, forgiveness doesn't happen all at once. It's not an event―it's a process. ”

“   You must walk alone to find your soul. ”

“   I like flaws. I think they make things interesting. ”

“   People can easily forget that others are human. ”

“   By one act, I have ruined everything. ”

“   My bloodline is irrelevant to my value. ”

“   Everyone says forgiveness is a lovely idea, until they have something that they need to forgive. ”

“   Who are you to judge me? ”

“   Poets — they can be soldiers, too. ”

“   I’m afraid to let go. ”

“   People can’t feel truly loved if they don’t feel seen for who they truly are. ”

“   Grief always grows back. ”

“   Maybe lying is itself a kind of art. ”

“   What thing worthy of love can be found in me? ”

“   I don't know anything anymore. Is that normal? Is it normal for someone to just go blank? ”

“   This was always going to happen. ”

“   I found with you a life force that I thought I’d lost. ”

“   I fear I will be ripped open and found unsightly. ”

“   We cannot simply sit and stare at our wounds forever. ”

“   If a poem hasn’t ripped apart your soul, you haven’t experienced poetry. ”

“   My life has changed, and I’m changing with it. ”

“   Things are sweeter when they’re lost. ”

“   How foolish we are to believe that we are more powerful than the sea or the sky. ”

“   Grief is really just love. It’s all the love that you want to give, but cannot. ”

“   They think that I’m purely decorative, and they’re fools for not knowing better. ”

“   Isolation is a way to know ourselves. ”

“   How many people am I? Who am I? ”

“   I learned a lot about being a friend when I was alone. ”

“   Stories make us more alive, more human, more courageous, more loving. ”

“   I love you, but I cannot survive you. ”

“   Shame keeps us stuck. It’s a paralyzing emotion. ”

“   I am, at present, wrestling with my own private angels. ”

“   You’re looking for this wonderful thing that you may never get. ”

“   If nothing saves us from death, at least love should save us from life. ”

“   Come on; dance with me. ”

“   If it’s darkness we’re having, let it be extravagant. ”

“   You don't always need to be getting stuff done. Sometimes it's perfectly okay, and absolutely necessary, to shut down and do nothing. ”

“   What would you ask for, if you knew that the answer would be yes? ”

“   Love is also a violence, and it cannot be undone. ”

“   Some things are more precious because they don’t last long. ”

“   You are afraid to die, and you are afraid to live. ”

“   I do understand — and it is terrible. ”

“   How do you become so empty? Who takes everything out of you? ”

“   I can’t abandon the person that I used to be. ”

“   Strength is what I want. Strength not to endure, I have that and it has made me weak — but strength to act. ”

“   I want everything back the way it was. But there is no point, this wanting. ”

“   My guilt will not purify me. ”

“   I guess I thought that by now, I’d be done with shame. ”

“   My father and I are more alike than I’d care to admit. ”

“   I am not asking. I’m begging — please. ”

“   It was a long time ago. It doesn’t matter anymore. ”

“   You people do not understand me, and I am afraid that you never will. ”

“   Endure what you deserve. ”

“   I pity the dark life that you live. ”

“   Don’t be the sort of person who needs to be held. ”

“   I am beginning to despair and can only see two choices: go mad, or go holy. ”

“   We are enemies linked together. ”

“   What lived and died between us haunts me still. ”

“   Betrayal already points to love. You can’t betray an acquaintance. ”

“   The dead only return for love or for revenge. Which did you come back for? ”

“   Every version of the story ends with you being slaughtered. ”

“   How can I ask anyone to love me, when all I can do is beg to be left alone? ”

“   If I didn’t think, I’d be much happier. ”

“   We are nothing more or less than what we choose to reveal. ”

“   How dangerous to finally have something worth losing. ”

“   Peace was never an option. ”

“   I will not water myself down to make my suffering more digestible for you! ”

“   Talent is insignificant. I know a lot of talented ruins. ”

“   Beyond a certain point, there is no return. ”

“   Anger is hard to ignore. ”

“   It is a fire that consumes me, but I am the fire. ”

“   Broken girls blossom into warriors. ”

“   I don’t know if I believe in rage as something always acting in opposition to tenderness. I believe, more often, in the two as braided together. ”

“   But it was too much. All of it was too much. ”

“   Time just gets away from us. ”

“   I’d rather live with a tender heart, because that is the key to feeling the beat of all the other hearts. ”

“   I’m afraid he’s going to hurt me. ”

“   The core of me is untouched. ”

“   I must have been very hard for him to love. ”

“   I understand now that I'm not a mess, but a deeply feeling person in a messy world. ”

“   Why couldn't people's insides match their outsides? The world would be such a wonderful place if the nicer someone was, the more beautiful they became. ”

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OOC: i do plan on throwing my one piece oc here once i have her art/design finished. she's a journalist / bounty photographer by trade, so yeah, technically aligned with the marines. but she's also half mermaid and a descendant of my amalthea's one piece au sooo (x